That is SO cool! I've tried doing that with Chance, but he just gives me that "What on earth are you trying to do, you stupid human???" look.

I've also tried tossing dog biscuits at him (as I've seen so many other dog owners do with their dogs), but they just hit him in the face and he just sits there and stares at me. I don't know why he doesn't want to catch those doggy cookies! Hmph.

That's hilarious, I can just picture it. Hahaha. Ol' Bonehead there is one of those dogs who can learn anything if you tell him, I don't know, 100 times. Except giving you the paw, which they can't break him of. And he jumps up on me, I'm not sure anyone else, when he hasn't seen me for awhile. I think because I taught him dog dancing when he started getting big enough to reach my shoulders.

How did you get the girls to pose like that? I can hardly stand how cute they are! Roscoe is a good dancer and can eat two homemade pizzas from the counter without puking. I think his heart, however, has been Miss Vickers since the day they brought him home.

I don't know the deal with the comments, Jimmy, they were piled up on some hidden Blogger page instead of coming into my email. Maybe they were flagged as junk mail then saved on Blogger. I'll see if I get spammed if I turn the moderation off.